Much have I traveled in the realms of gold, and many goodly states and kingdoms seen.

The genius of poetry must work out its own salvation in a man; it cannot be matured by law and precept, but by sensation and watchfulness in itself. That which is creative must create itself.

He ne'er is crowned with immortality Who fears to follow where airy voices lead.

A poem needs understanding through the senses. The point of diving in a lake is not immediately to swim to the shore; it’s to be in the lake, to luxuriate in the sensation of water. You do not work the lake out. It is an experience beyond thought. Poetry soothes and emboldens the soul to accept mystery.

You are always new. The last of your kisses was even the sweetest; the last smile the brightest; the last movement the gracefullest.

Health is my expected heaven.

Stop and consider! life is but a day